I’ve been struggling to find the words to say…perhaps the reason why blogging hasn’t been much on my radar in recent months. I, as I always do, had built up great expectations about my birthday (I love birthdays! Mine, my kids, yours…I love them all!), which quickly fell apart as one kid got sick, another got upset, and I spent my evening checking temperatures and buying medicine instead of eating out with my family.
The funny thing about expectations, though, is that amazing days surprise us when we are not expecting them. My birthday turned out to be fine, just not what I anticipated, but the two days that followed it are some of the best days I’ve had with my kids in recent memory! Even with colds and coughs, we’ve had a ton of fun together; Friday was a day off from school, and we spent the day creating a backyard bird habitat, putting the finishing touches on our newly painted kitchen, and building a functional wood catapult. Trips to Home Depot, kite flying, and just being…these are the days that make it all worthwhile. The birthdays that “work out” are wonderful, but the ordinary days that turn extraordinary are the ones worth living for. They can be exceedingly simple (a backyard campfire followed by a living room camp out) and yet make memories we will all cherish.
Am I disappointed that my birthday wasn’t a big celebration? Nope. Because at the end of the day, I have a family who loves me, friends who care, and a life that, for all its challenges, is truly spectacular. Runny noses, coughs, cranky tweens and all.